Ross Robinson - Conformity lyrics

Disembodied whispers trickle in my ear A gift through the shroud To me this is disastrous In retrospect I am disaster Waning sounds in forests I've grown to appreciate my disease This, this is my torture In the end we all have to sleep And all considered nothing's clear What did I do to this? Conformity is the secret Conformity saves us all Conformity is the secret Conformity saves us all And all considered nothing's clear What did I do to this? What did I do to this? Conformity is the secret Conformity saves us all Conformity is the secret Conformity saves us all